Bended Road Photography

the day after ...

2012-02-15T07:05:00.008-06:00

In last week's episode of The Middle the parents were content with a Valentine's Day comprised of
* a bucket of chicken
* sweat pants
* separate rooms to watch sports and/or something non-sports
[high-five---"we've still got it!"]
...
that is, until they weren't
...
but in the end, they came around to the realization that the real romance of Valentine's Day is an accumulation of all the small things we do for those we love all year round.

As I explained to The Boy (who was feeling a little Un-Valentine yesterday)
I can still remember the Valentine's Days when I wasn't dating or married and yes, it can be a little depressing; in fact, his father and I have had our share of Valentine's Days when there was little more pomp-and-circumstance than a simple card and a kiss,
and we lived to tell about it - it wasn't the end of the world.
A gift is not always necessary to say you love someone or to feel loved.

...

and then his dad came in with a bag filled with his favorite chocolates and chips
and all was okay with the world (at least for a little while).
...

so yea, there is something to be said for a little bit of chocolate too

I am truly appreciative of this year's gifts.

truly!

I [ heart ] you ...

2012-02-14T08:28:00.003-06:00

21 years ago today my husband proposed marriage to me. He came bearing (no pun intended) these bears and perhaps some flowers - probably some flowers, but I don't remember the flowers; the bears, I remember. He didn't give me a ring that night because he felt it was something I would want to pick out - and he was right. Over the years, gifts have been hit or miss - sometimes he gets it absolutely right - other times, err ... well - it's the thought that counts.
But when it really really matters - he never fails me,
and that is what makes it work.

xoxo

scavenger hunt Sunday ...

2012-02-12T00:52:00.010-06:00

I quite enjoyed this week's scavenger hunt and managed to accumulate most of them by mid-week as opposed to scraping by at the last minute. Not that I would ever be running around on Sunday morning to finish off my list.
Never!

One of the bottles of oil with spices used purely for decoration. The set was given to my mom originally by my sister-in-law, and something I kept after mom passed away because I always admired it. I've often wondered what it would taste like - oil with the mixture of spices; but I don't think I'll give it a try with these.

Mom and Dad's wedding bands.
Mom quit wearing her's probably when I was still in grade school and instead wore an oval design with diamonds. Dad's had to be cut off his hand after a work accident and even though he got another, I don't think he ever really wore it for fear of another accident and the risk of losing a finger. I'm also guessing that he figured he didn't need a ring to remind him he was married to mom, she wasn't about to let him forget. They loved each other in spite of any appearance to the contrary from the nature of their banter. 'Darling' and 'Sweet Heart' were not terms my parents used to address each other - but deep down, they felt it
- ring or no ring.

When I saw the prompt for "fabric" I immediately thought of some material I found in the secretary desk I inherited from my grandmother. She was the epitome of utilitarian. If it didn't have a purpose in her opinion it was frivolous, almost wicked, and she didn't hesitate to inform you as much. Needless to say, I was not surprised to discovery that this fabric was destined to become pillowcases rather than a dressy blouse.

I would have loved to have photographed an elderly person for this prompt; the wrinkles and crevasses of their faces as testament to the happiness, sorrow, laughter, and pain of their life. I've secretly wanted to visit one of the local senior homes to photograph some of the residents, but haven't mustered up the courage..yet. Maybe one day.
In the meantime, I will use the Asian peg dolls my daughter bought at an antique / consignment store on one of our mother-daughter outings. I like how their eyes are pretty much at the same level as their nose/mouth. Such a simplistic depiction of their facial features.

And then there are the Willow Tree statues I have scattered throughout the house. Famously lacking any facial features, and none-the-less filled with expression.

you seriously didn't expect me to go too many posts without including Ike did you?

a little more of this ...

2012-02-11T07:17:00.000-06:00

lest I appear biased . . .

2012-02-10T07:28:00.006-06:00

we do have other cats; for example: Mary Jo.

One year The Boy wanted a cat so bad, that for Christmas his note to Santa read "I only want a cat", (he was always good about keeping the "wants" simplistic versus his sister's detailed bullet point list). This particular year he had previously had to part with a kitty because of extenuating circumstances and this was his plea. Life being stranger than fiction, shortly after Thanksgiving, but before Christmas, a cat showed up at the back door. It was dark out and she was more black than white, so when I approached her my first thoughts were "please, don't let this be a skunk". Then I saw that beautiful face, and then her poor starved body that outlined her ribs. I opened the door to put out some food and she rushed into the house. The Boy's face lit up like a Christmas tree, and before any discussion about keeping her could be had, he pronounced her Mary Jo. He knew she was a gift - but he wasn't sure if it was a girl or a boy - but it was a gift to celebrate Jesus' birth - so he named her Mary and Joseph, Mary Jo for short. Many years later, and not a meal missed, Mary Jo rules and bullies her way around. You can pet her so long as she wants it - and not a moment longer. She is not so picky about the food, but is partial to salmon. When she comes down the stairs she sounds like a human (scared the bejeebers out of me the other day when I thought I was home alone). And we love her in spite of the fact that it is on her terms.

"I will not look at you!" "Ha!"
(her terms)

whether * weather ...

2012-02-09T05:13:00.007-06:00

most of our winter mornings have looked like this:

only more rainy and dreary
more blah!

but old man winter does occasionally give us mornings like this:

and whether or not it affords the kids a snow day,
it does give Ike something other than birds to look at.

(who are we kidding, he's scoping out birds)

wordless Wednesday ...

2012-02-08T05:48:00.003-06:00

Bird dogging cat ...

2012-02-07T07:57:00.004-06:00

I so enjoy when one of our domestic/pampered/indoor kitties get their 'hunter' mode going - even if it only involves stalking a birdie from the confines of the living room. There is the crouching down and sneaking up on the window. The ears flat-line for better radar sensory. The tail swishes back and forth like a samurai sword. And then there is the pacing from window to window (this step is required regardless of whether or not the bird moves). On this occasion, the prey was barely a morsel - wouldn't even fill one of their treat bags - but oh did Ike enjoying the stalking
- the thrill of the hunt is clearly more important to him.

winner winner chicken dinner . . .

2012-02-06T08:44:00.005-06:00

my team did not win the Super Bowl - blah!

but a player from the local university did score the winning touchdown for the other team - yeah!

I, personally, enjoyed the half-time show but had to keep reminding myself that Madonna is older than me (so I should quit whining about working out) - ouch!

I also had to set the teenager straight that in 30 years I doubt that any of the other performers on stage with Madonna last night will be headlining the half-time show at the Super Bowl
(even though several did a fine performance)
- ha! take that you whipper snappers!

I wish they would have played the Ferris Bueller commercial in full
(especially considering how much money they paid for that thing)
but in the end, probably liked the Doritos man's best friend commercial best (sorry Ike & Co.)

so there you have it -

my Monday morning take on Super Bowl 40 something
(I only count so far in roman numerals...
and secretly resent the fact that I'm older than the history of Super Bowls)

oh, and this is our version of winter 2012 - frost!
(not fun to scrape when the kid is running late for school - but I'll take it over snow and ice any time)

scavenger hunt Sunday ...

2012-02-05T08:52:00.009-06:00

[click on symbol to visit other participants' submissions]

~ SHINY ~

~ HOBBY ~

~ FOOTWEAR ~

~ COLOR ME GREEN ~

~ STRIKE A POSE ~

the gift of Friday ...

2012-02-03T05:27:00.006-06:00

almost finished with a work assignment that I've been chipping away at like a boulder for weeks, and then I can finish watching the remaining episodes of Monarch of the Glen (now that I figured another way to view them since Netflix dropped it from their instant stream catalog). [insert Snoopy happy dance]

The Girl can breath again now that she has juggled some classes
- and this, in turn, makes mom and dad happier.

The Husband has Super Bowl Sunday on the horizon. [need I say more!]

The Boy can go into vegetative mode and do what teenagers do best
- sleep/eat/videos/sleep/eat/facebook/sleep/eat/videos.
rinse and repeat

Happy Friday everyone!

February . . .

2012-02-02T04:40:00.004-06:00

Groundhog's Day {by-the-way, 6 more weeks of winter}
Valentine's Day
My Sister's Birthday
The Girl's Birthday
2 Donna's Birthday(s) {2 different Donnas, same birthday}
plus this is Leap Year

for a month that is generally short - February packs it in from start to finish.

sweet nothings . . .

2012-02-01T07:39:00.010-06:00

or should I say "nothing sweet".
based on the current trend to ban sugary concoctions - I guess this is about as sweet as it gets.

I've been listening to several news stories about schools banning any and all candy and/or sweets from school Valentine's Day parties. I don't disagree with the goal to steer the next generation towards a healthier lifestyle - but I think administrators tend to throw the baby out with the bath water with their all or nothing approach to everything. I think we would better achieve the healthier lifestyle objective by teaching children moderation versus complete and total abstinence. That might work with sex, but I don't think it is a realistic approach with food.
I said it when my son was in elementary school, and I'll say it now: one party cupcake will not cause my child to be overweight. If there are daily or weekly parties, that is another story; but 3 parties in a 9 month period is not the problem. Plain and simple, poor eating habits start at home. This doesn't mean it is not important for the schools to serve healthy meals - but there has to be a more realistic approach than what I've seen to date. I live in the county where Jamie Oliver filmed his TV show. The elementary school selected was the extreme of the county - I promise you, if you went to 4 of the local elementary school close to me, silverware is present for every meal, the majority of children knowing how to use a fork, and are very familiar with fruits and vegetables. By the time the program team (not Jamie Oliver himself) got around to the high school my children attend, I think it had been pretty well established that schools run on a tight schedule and with only 2 lunch periods for over 2,000 kids in this school alone, too many choices are not realistic. The kids did like the varieties of chicken, but unanimously felt the home made yogurt was hideous - revolting - nauseating.
they have to like it or they won't eat it.

Sorry for the diatribe -
but my point is
get realistic
and stop with the all or nothing approach to everything.

(and don't get me started on the gender segregated classes at the middle school ...)

err!

Scavenger hunt Sunday ......

2012-01-29T04:00:00.000-06:00

yep, it's that time again.

I originally looked at this week's prompts and thought "huh?" - "never going to happen!"

why?
well 1) the words would require me to stop and give it some thought, and 2) because I was going to be so busy getting stuff done around the house that had been put on hold until The Girl returned to college, that I couldn't possibly have time to take pictures, let alone address issue #1. I was convinced that I was going to get so much done around that house that it would impress the britches off the guys and they would return home in complete awe and astonishment - eager to wait on me hand & foot. (a girl can dream)

50 gazillion loads of laundry later, (trick basket, never empties), and that plan went to heck in a laundry basket and frankly I got precious little marked off the To Do list. So, despite my original pessimism of these words, I did manage to find something that I think will sufficiently cover the challenge.

and there you have it.

I had to stretch the final one a little because as The Boy pointed out, Ike is not smiling. But that cat does make me smile, especially when he plods around the house with me hunting for things to photograph.

colorful ...

2012-01-28T08:44:00.007-06:00

synchronizing my phone I came across a few colorful pictures that I had completely disregarded and wrote off as blasé cell phone snapshots - shots taken randomly while waiting and walking.

colorful library - waiting

colorful lift - walking (actually, riding)
(light at the end of tunnel - this was nearing the top of a marathon escalator)

colorful mall - waiting
(decoration made from recycled Macy's bags)

time's running out ...

2012-01-27T07:55:00.002-06:00

Time to say goodbye to these until next year.

journey . . .

2012-01-23T05:18:00.005-06:00

sending The Girl off to school yesterday was perhaps harder than when she left for college last Fall - it certainly had it's challenges. It's not that her winter break entailed anything more life defining or meaningful as compared to last summer, and yet she mentally struggled with leaving. There was no sobbing "I don't want to go" - quite the contrary, she was eager to get back to her new "routine", especially her friends. And perhaps that was the catalyst for the struggle: she loves being home / she loves being at school. In any event, a 40 minute delay of her original flight ultimately translated into a 6 hour delay in arrival in Boston, and the challenge of returning to school took on a whole different meaning. But I went to bed last night knowing that she was (finally) safely at her destination and I slept better knowing that she was happy to be there. Just another step in life's journey. Letting go / moving on.

scavenger hunt Sunday ...

2012-01-22T13:52:00.006-06:00

somewhere between getting last minute things done and packing up The Girl to return to college
I did manage to squeeze in a few pictures for this week's scavenger hunt.

1. sunset:
some of you might be familiar with this pictures as I'm using a sunset shot from earlier this month that I applied to the One Word Project challenge.
No need to waste a good sunset, right!?!

2. black & white: (and gray)
The Girl and her friends were making stuffed dolls this week - (big heads, tiny bodies); unfortunately they didn't get them finished. While there was a little 'whisker' interference, I don't think he was the main distraction based on the giggles and one participant's (ahem, The Girl) limited sewing skills.

3. A day in My Life:
I start each morning shutting off the outside post and porch lights as I make my way to the coffee maker. I can pretty much do this with eyes closed and there are a couple of cats with sore tails that will vouch for my tries to do just that.

4. Four (4 photos that go together):
the tree off the front porch often serves as the content of my pictures through the winter months.

5. Colorful:
pins and sand.
both, when spilled, can be a colorful mess.

around this time last year | one word project ...

2012-01-20T06:23:00.003-06:00

I took pictures of the Cardinals in the front tree.

... they never write
they don't call ...

reality of time | one word project ...

2012-01-19T06:54:00.004-06:00

one word ...

2012-01-18T06:41:00.004-06:00

long time no see | one word project ...

2012-01-17T06:54:00.007-06:00

since joining the gym I've heard from areas of my body that I thought had moved over-seas.
listening to my iPod / iPhone while biking I got an IM from my 'back side' saying "what the .... ! " ,
and I'm pretty sure my thighs have taken a "contract" out on my life because it was all I could do to maneuver the stairs this morning.
ouch. ouch. ouch.
20 times.
3 reps.

scavenger hunt Sunday . . .

2012-01-15T16:00:00.008-06:00

I've long enjoyed reading Ashley Sisk's posts over on Ramblings and Photos so I figured why not join in the Scavenger Sunday challenge she posts each week. Week Jan. 9 - 15 had the following prompts:

1. stacked up

2. winter wonderland

3. sweet

4. hole

5. frozen

not snow ...

2012-01-13T06:31:00.005-06:00

not exactly the snow day the kids were hoping and wishing for. this morning we did have a little dusting of snow and horrible winds - but no delays or cancellations. okay with me!
(but at 5:30 this morning I would have been okay with a little extra sleeping time).

elusive blue jay ...

2012-01-12T04:52:00.004-06:00

you may recall my futile efforts to capture a shot of the elusive blue jay last winter.
perhaps it was too cold. or maybe too dry.
but lately, it seems they are ripe for the picking,
so perhaps I'll capture more.

all the same, I had to photograph this one through the window
while at the same time holding back a certain gray kitty.

once upon a time | one word project ...

2012-01-11T04:49:00.004-06:00

when I was a young girl we would go to the drive-in movies and on occasion, if we got there early enough, my dad would take us for a walk into the field behind the parking lot to search for civil war bullets. How on earth, after all of these years, I still have a couple that we found, I'll never know - but here they are.

Evidence from a horrible time in our country's history,
found at the location of 'good times' in our little town's history.

old | color challenge; one word project ...

2012-01-09T20:45:00.008-06:00

decided to photograph this old lantern and enter it
and it's mold in the color challenge of 'green' over at 2PeasInABucket.

and how could I do a theme of "time" without photographing
the old watch given to my husband by (I believe) his grandfather.

evening time | one word project . . .

2012-01-08T21:08:00.005-06:00

I've passed this tree time and again, but this evening it captured the sky and held it for me,
so I willingly obliged with a picture.

new start | one word project . . .

2012-01-07T06:44:00.003-06:00

time to join the gym!

first time | one word project . . .

2012-01-06T04:53:00.006-06:00

ever I saw your face
. . .

first watch

I can't believe I still have it after all this time
- and for what it's worth, I still have my first pair of earrings ...
but for the life of me, I can't figure where I've placed something from just a few months ago!

(this was harder to photograph than you'd think - reflective face , need for props;
gives me a whole different appreciation for all those jewelry commercials and ads)

time in a bottle | one word project . . .

2012-01-05T08:10:00.007-06:00

a time when soap operas where all the rage

precious moments | one word project . . .

2012-01-04T07:11:00.005-06:00

a time when we marked the passage of our children's years with a keepsake on their cake.

precious moments indeed!

new challenge | one word project . . .

2012-01-03T07:30:00.010-06:00

Among my goals for 2012 is to participate in more photography challenges. Roaming the internet and finding a link on a fellow 2Pea's blog, I landed on shuttersisters.com and from there, decided to participate in their 'The One Word Project' challenge. This is a community project where the folks at shuttersisters offer up a word (different each month) and the participants translate it into a picture. Simple enough, right?

for January we get to pick our own word,

MINE is

from the moment we take our first breath to the moment we take our last

- it is all about time.
never enough, too much, idle, wasted, test of,
it's my
. . .
time

my mornings start with coffee
and some personal time on the computer.

and when the cup is empty - it's time to move on to other tasks.

eventually!

a new year . . .

2012-01-02T08:31:00.004-06:00

we did not have a bit of snow through out the entire Christmas season,
in fact, it was so warm we barely needed a coat.
But today, it is snowing -
time to go back to school, time to go back to work - snow!

Happy New Year!

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year in review . . .

2011-12-30T07:00:00.002-06:00

I tried to narrow down favorites from each month to one picture
- but this year was so full of "special" that limiting it to one simply wasn't possible.

January

a month that started with resolutions that included walks with the neighbor's golden dog; filled with snow days off from school; and pictures often confined to indoors or from indoors - pictures that often came about by mere happenstance, like noticing the red cardinal in the tree as I walked pass the window on my way upstairs with the umpteenth load of laundry.

February

The Girl turned 18 and we turned a failed birthday bash into a mother-daughter trip to Columbus, Ohio. I vaguely remember telling her that she would one day find friends that would be there for her through thick and thin. Months later, I believe she is well on her way.

March

snow days turned into rainy days; eager to get back outside and take pictures - especially of the elusive red barns that are sprinkled around the area. enjoying one of the token sunny days sharing my love of photography with The Boy.

April

a month where all our time and money and energy spent searching for a college for The Girl culminated with acceptance or denial letters - (much to our pleasure, there were far more acceptances than denials),. a month that concluded college visits to make the final choice and 'tah dah' the final choice.
the beginning of the end of high school for The Girl, including her Senior Prom.

May

Oh my! how do you sum up all the years it takes to grow a high school graduate? a month of reminiscing and looking forward at the same time. The month our baby girl graduated with well deserved accolades. The point where she could exhale and proudly say "I did it!", and us too.

June

schools out! Possibly the last 'guaranteed' family vacation because The Girl's future summers will be filled with work and travel and things mom and dad have no control over. a month of exploring 'teen' photography with the aid of The Boy's BFF from down the street.
a month that feels like a Friday - where it seems like you have all the time in the world to fulfill plans, goals, and expectations.

July

still working through mountains of pictures from vacation, plus a little more practice on teenagers.

August

where did time go?
what happened to summer?
how did my baby turn 16,
and what do you mean it's time to go to college?
we wrapped up summer break with taking The Girl to Wellesley College - a wonderful trip with remarkably few tears; we survived the East Coast earthquake the same weekend and followed up with concerns about her safety as a hurricane ventured a little too close for comfort shortly after the earthquake. (I'm convinced that my not bawling upon delivering her at college made the earth take an abrupt stop in rotation and completely discombobulated storm patterns - perhaps I should have just cried). and to add to the challenge, The Boy's school started a week or so earlier than usual --- what was the BOE thinking!

September

a month of transition and traditions. leaf burning, fall festivals, football games, and now a new tradition of visiting The Girl during parents and friends weekend at college. the added company of my sister from the west coast made it even more enjoyable.

October

finally, autumn in it's truest form. pumpkins, fog, multicolored leaves and homecoming.
as an extra, I got to do even more 'teen' pictures. fun!

November

thanksgiving, more rain, the first trip home from college for The Girl, taking the Christmas card picture in less than 30 minutes, and family. I was anxious about The Girl's first solo trip home from college, but she showed me that she is fully capable. (plus I am now firmly sure that the creeper monitoring device available on phones was specifically put there to calm parents of college aged kids -- thank you iPhone apps).

December

school finals, travel, lots and lots of rain and no snow. Christmas break, sleeping in, too many sweets, and just enough holiday movies. This month goes faster than any other month of the year - doesn't seem right.

I am ever so grateful for everyone who follows along with my blog, encourages my photography, and sometimes even validates my insanity.
Thank You!

thankful, grateful, appreciative . . .

2011-12-29T07:52:00.005-06:00

I am thankful that the little village I live in puts out delightful Christmas lights each year.
I am grateful for this time with the kids before they head back to school (The Boy has a rather short "Winter Break", The Girl's break is considerably longer).
I just know I'll be appreciative of all the help I'll get in taking down Christmas decorations this weekend.
No regrets this week - I've had all year to air-out regrets.
This week I am
thankful,
grateful,
appreciative.

cease and desist . . .

2011-12-28T08:30:00.003-06:00

I come to the Christmas tree on Christmas morning with camera in hand and have done so for the past many years. The problem with kids is that they grow up and learn new words, like cease and desist (or something to that effect) and posting any of the few pictures I did manage before such instructions is strictly prohibited - they know an attorney or two.
So, I'll share a few from the furry kids -
not that they were any easier to photograph Christmas morning.

it takes a village . . .

2011-12-27T06:21:00.010-06:00

Starting in November, I've wanted to get pictures of the street lights in the small village we call home. Taking the Girl to and from the airport at ridiculous hours should have given me ample opportunities - but I didn't take the camera on any of those trips. So last evening, bored with sitting around the house, my husband and I decided to venture out. The traffic was crazy and shortly after starting, our daughter called to tell us to get back home, family was coming to visit.
Tripod and different hours is the plan next time.

Merry Christmas . . .

2011-12-25T08:00:00.002-06:00

holly wishes . . .

2011-12-24T08:16:00.003-06:00

I had to dig deep into our bush to find some berries, and if you've never cut fresh holly, let me warn you that it is very prickly. I had to do many shots to get what I had in mind -
many of them contained a grey ear, tail, paw, whisker.

two days and counting . . .

2011-12-23T04:32:00.005-06:00

Today is the first day of Christmas Break for everyone - Yeah!

Even though I made considerably fewer sweets this year,
the sight, smell, and taste of Christmas is alive and well in our house.

3 days till . . .

2011-12-22T04:50:00.004-06:00

bells will be ringing, the glad, glad news . . .

favorite line from Scooby Doo movie:

"have you heard the good news?"
Scooby: "yeaaa, there's cookies!"

(it's imperative that you do the last line in your best Scooby voice.)

it looks like Christmas . . .

2011-12-21T04:45:00.003-06:00

and yet it doesn't.

So far, no snow. Not even a hint of it; and to be quite honest, while we've had plenty of rain, the weather has been a little on the warm side for my liking at this time of year. I did notice that the weather channel updated the forecast to include a possibility of snow on Sunday, but I'm not convinced that wasn't just to calm the masses of kiddies who are worried that Santa will have difficulty landing his sled in mud.
(and to appease the Boy who is eager to wear his new boots)
On the bright side - it will make traveling considerably easier.

counting down the days . . .

2011-12-20T05:01:00.004-06:00

Only a couple of days until the Boy has finished his finals - and we can truly enjoy the traditions of Christmas. Making cookies and candies, watching Christmas movies, and visiting family. I don't wish Christmas to be here already - I much prefer the build-up; but considering it is filled with after-school tutoring and studying at home every night - I know of at least one person who is more than ready for the Big Day to be here already because right now, Rudolph isn't the only one not getting to play in all the reindeer games.

* let * it * snow * . . .

2011-12-18T17:43:00.004-06:00

snow courtesy of Florabella Collection

frame courtesy of Rita's CoffeeShop
snowman courtesy of my brother and sister-in-law
inspiration and tip - Tracie

prime time . . .

2011-12-17T16:05:00.007-06:00

The other day I switched out the zoom lens for a prime (50 mm) for some specific reason that I can not currently remember. While it was on the camera it occurred to me that this is a very good lens. A lens that melted my heart when I received it for Christmas; and yet a lens that managed to get pushed to the back of the camera bag when I later got a zoom that covered the same range but gave me options. Putting a prime lens on the camera makes me work harder to capture my vision. It also gives a cleaner image. I am determined to leave it on the camera for a while longer, and pull it out more often down the road.

I also was inspired by another 2Pea's photographer's snowmen photos and decided to pull a few of mine and use as photographic subjects.

stockings were hung . . .

2011-12-15T08:36:00.009-06:00

by the chimney with care

* * *

once I considered getting matching stocking holders,
like matching reindeer or stars or 'ho ho ho'
. . .

but it occurred to me that we'd then have to get matching stockings
to make it look complete

and that just isn't our family

. . .

when the Girl's first Christmas came around
there was a no question that a musical themed stocking was "her".
She sang all.the.time!
She would later deny any of that - but there was no denying it at the time.
. . .

when the Boy's first Christmas came around
he was still very small - but already we knew he had a playful personality
(even at only a few months old, he would smile and giggle at his sister's antics)
{she could be pretty ornery}
. . .

and everyone knows who the sports fanatic is in our family
(he can quote you just about any sport's stats/rules/history - he rocks that category on Jeopardy)
. . .

and then there is mine.
made with love by my sister one Christmas
points in the opposite direction of all others,
simple, distinct, mine.
. . .

we even have some for the cats
that for the most part fit their character
. . .

except for the "good kitty"
we use that phrase figuratively
and not literally
. . .

sorry Ike!

ornaments . . .

2011-12-14T06:35:00.006-06:00

before children, my "grown-up" Christmas tree was decorated to coordinate with my furniture - blue & white --- very chic/"designer.isk" right down to the garlands of pearls. It was a step away from what I had grown up with, which was big lights (we're talking BIG), tinsel, and garden variety ornaments; many of which had been made by us kids. But as soon as my children stepped into the picture - I found myself with multicolored lights and ornaments of all types - I came back to what I'd always been, a 'family' style tree person. And over the years we've filled our tree with ornaments either picturing the kids, made by the kids, or representative of the current interest of the kids (remember that glimpse of a pink power ranger?). And, truth be told, I've always included the pets. Now, I've not found any litter pan or 'fur ball' ornaments - but there are flying cats, marionette cats, fat cats, cooking cats - basically a lot of cats (and a few dogs for those bygone years where we were a multicultural family). So I wonder, who else decorates their tree to include their pets?

holiday bits and pieces . . .

2011-12-12T12:01:00.004-06:00

memories of Christmases past . . .

2011-12-11T19:47:00.009-06:00

long long time ago, we pulled the kids out of school and went to Disney World the week following Thanksgiving. During an earlier visit we were fortunate to ride in the front car of the monorail and the conductor shared a few times during the year that were ideal to visit Disney - the week following Thanksgiving being one of them. He did not exaggerate. The weather was superb, the crowds more than manageable, and the days were the perfect length. It was without question one of our all-time favorite trips to Disney. Taking advantage of the Christmas Party (a separate entry into the park after hours) was the cherry on top. The kids enjoyed the snow in Florida (even though we get "real" snow at home) as well as the special electric light parade. During the parade the Boy sat on my lap, and somewhere between Winnie The Pooh and Tiger he fell asleep. Like the flip of a switch he was out. The only draw-back of the trip was making our way back to the room that night carrying a 100% asleep little boy. And the rude man who decided it was more important to have a folded stroller in the seat beside him than to let a woman carrying a sleeping child have a seat. But it was all good - I am confident that karma has rewarded him many times over since. None-the-less, it was a very memorable trip.

funny enough, that is the only Christmas parade we have ever managed to take our children to see, but after a Disney Christmas parade, I think they've been content.

also funny is that these pictures were taken with (I believe)
my first digital camera which was all of maybe 1.5 megapixels.
Personally, I love them every bit as much as the ones I now take with my double digit megapixel camera.
There is a lesson in there somewhere.

home stretch . . .

2011-12-08T05:08:00.004-06:00

almost to the weekend,
and one week until the Girl comes home for Winter Break,
and closing in on finals for the Boy before his break.
Slow and steady.

blinkdy, blink, blink . . .

2011-12-07T05:03:00.006-06:00

lights!

After being up a week, one string of lights on our tree, (and only ONE string of lights), decided to start blinking. I didn't especially want blinking lights, but giving up any hope of ever finding the actual culprit, I gave in and tried to add a blinker bulb to other strands on the tree. Now we have one area of the tree that is blinking like Morris code on crack, and another that blinks maybe once every 20 minutes. Perhaps in a weeks time the tree will look like it was intended to blink and not like some malcontent tree.
That, or I'm going to have to add a little 'some'n-some'n' to my eggnog
- and then I won't even notice.

under the weather . . .

2011-12-06T08:49:00.004-06:00

my head feels like a stack of pillows, my sinuses - oy vey!
and my motivation is circling the couch like a vulcher.
Outside it's pouring the rain
and my husband's description of the dreary weather as 'what a lazy day!'
sounds like a plan.

old and new . . .

2011-12-03T08:09:00.003-06:00

Busy working tree security on top of other mom/maid/chef/chauffeur duties has left little time to take new pictures. As a result, I figured I'd do a combination of old and new. Old picture, new format. I have collected a number of digital "frames" but find myself at a loss with putting them together with a picture and actually having them printed. I had a perfect combination with this year's holiday picture of the kids - but fell back on a Shutterfly staple. I really do need to explore printing options.

tricked out . . .

2011-11-30T07:49:00.004-06:00

ornaments are on, right down to the Girl's panda.
I don't want to say all is well in terms of the kitty terrorist,
but each morning I get up and the tree is still standing is a good day.

tree --- stage one . . .

2011-11-28T16:52:00.005-06:00

lights and garland.
so far, so good!

but based on his expression at the grapevine tree
my optimism is guarded.

Is it just me, or does he look like he's been up to something?

more, please . . .

2011-11-27T06:29:00.008-06:00

I don't remember any Thanksgiving break being so busy or so short. Sending the Girl off this morning to go back to school, I felt like Oliver wanting just a little "more, please".
Not food - just time.

One year - many (many) years ago - I didn't bother to take any extra holiday time off for Christmas figuring I'd save my precious vacation hours for the summer - when all sensible minded people take time off from work. I made the trip home to my parents, helped some with cooking (which wasn't much because Mom had everything under control), helped with dishes, visited briefly with family - then headed back to my home. Mom didn't contain how she felt about the whole thing and didn't mince words - plain and simple, she wasn't happy; not happy at all. I believe her exact words were "I'm surprised you even bothered!" I had no idea that my being home meant so much to her. I had no clue.

now,
well now I do.

lights of my life . . .

2011-11-23T10:15:00.004-06:00

my family!

even this . . .

2011-11-22T07:47:00.004-06:00

can not dampen my excitement
- The Girl comes home from college today
and it's the last day of school before the Thanksgiving Break for The Boy.

fortunately the temperatures are a little warm for this time of year
otherwise we'd be in for a doozie of a snow
because this stuff is coming down in buckets.

lazy day . . .

2011-11-20T20:20:00.005-06:00

Some days are clearly meant to do nothing;
and when it rains all day on those particular days - well, who am I to argue.
I was content to spend today watching movies and finish reading book 1 of the The Hunger Games.
Tomorrow it's back to the business of getting ready for Thanksgiving.

remarkably unremarkable . . .

2011-11-19T08:07:00.006-06:00

This has been a humdinger of a week.
It can be summarized in a word - plumbing.
We live in an old house, so this is to be expected;
but it doesn't make it any less infuriating or any more acceptable.
On a good note, Thanksgiving is next week and the Girl will be making her first trip home from college.
There is always a light at the end of the tunnel, right!

learn something new every time . . .

2011-11-15T07:30:00.004-06:00

This past weekend I had the wonderful opportunity to practice my 'people' photograph on a friend (from 2Peas) and her husband. In the process I learned that posing adults is significantly different than teenagers; you need to factor in time change to estimate brightness, and it helps to have alternative plans to account for unrelenting wind. In addition, I reaffirmed that finding "open shade" can be more elusive than you'd think, especially when accounting for height.

Oh, and it helps to pay attention when batch processing (found I had double sharpened, so yea, that would be a little re-doing on my part). But I enjoyed it. Her husband was far more patient than husbands are given credit for, and the Boy (who helped with a reflector that buckled at every swoosh of wind) was a great asset to have in the process.

done up and runnoft . . .

2011-11-11T05:57:00.006-06:00

our cats are strictly "indoor" cats with garage privileges. Generally this works out well - they keep up on their stalking and hunting skills by keeping the garage devoid of bugs and field mice, all the while remaining close at home.

Mary Jo (now wider than she is tall - I don't judge!) used to make escapes out the door resulting in many man hunts. Now she barely shows any interest. Too far to hike, unpredictable weather conditions, and no guarantee of food-at-the-ready. All very important things to her.

Unlike her compadres, Binx has never shown any interest in the outdoors; she barely makes her presence known to the downstairs (too much psychoanalysis needed to explain this).

And then there is Ike, the kitty terrorist. He is intrigued by the outdoors, gets excited at the sight of the neighbor's cats when they meander by the windows, and thinks it would be fun.
He has told me this- he's told all of us. He is a talker.

where am I going with this - well, as you can probably guess: He up and R.U.N.N.O.F.T.
The Boy has twice now come in without closing the garage door and the cat has twice now made a run for it when let out into the garage without the confirmation that the door was down. The first time he hunkered down in the corner in fear. This time - we're not sure. Flashlights, canvasing the neighborhood, 'here kitty kitty kitty' (which he doesn't understand, his name isn't kitty and I'm not sure he thinks he is one).
Devastation. Desperation. Infuriating.

but thankfully, he also knows how to runnback.

Needless to say, his garage privileges have been temporarily revoked!
(and if the Boy fails to close the door again, his might be revoked too.)

golden . . .

2011-11-09T08:49:00.004-06:00

I am swept up in golden daydreams when I gaze out my kitchen window.

word . . .

2011-11-07T11:49:00.003-06:00

Sometimes when I see a picture I envision words.

mind shattering awesomeness . . .

2011-11-06T07:36:00.004-06:00

blenko hand-blown glass

especially my favorite pumpkins

photography | by the boy . . .

2011-11-04T05:13:00.008-05:00

The Boy is working on head-shots for a photography assignment. His vision, his direction, with only a little mom-assist on lighting (and countless threats about tripping over the tripod).

guinea pigs . . .

2011-11-02T04:28:00.007-05:00

I was doubly blessed this weekend with models for my photography practice. I had several ideas for posing; some of which turned out nicely, others that showed I needed to work on the concept a bit more. Still, a very productive weekend.

These girls were so patient and cooperative. I am most fortunate to have such pretty teenage girls eager and willing to be my guinea pigs.

but wait, there's more ......

not only did they volunteer to assist me in my photography journey, they also modeled for the Boy for his photography class assignment.

to be continued . . .

duck duck goose . . .

2011-11-01T06:22:00.004-05:00

"go back!"

"well, I've never...!"

what the ch*duck . . .

2011-10-31T09:22:00.006-05:00

this was one 'wild & crazy' weekend - crazy busy that is. Photography wise, I got to assist the Boy as he took 'Seventeen Magazine" style pictures for his photography class, and in turn, I got to take some pictures to practice on posing and mid-day exposure. While we were out, we visited a local glass manufacturer and to the kids' entertainment, we were greeted by none other than what could best be described as a chicken-duck. A chDuck - or perhaps to those on a first name basis: Chuck! lots and lots of pictures. sore, very sore, eyes. loads of fun!

working with teenagers . . .

2011-10-29T06:48:00.005-05:00

who,
thank goodness,
are still kids at heart!

nothing really . . .

2011-10-26T04:58:00.009-05:00

There are times when something catches my eye and my mind says,
"well, that would make a pretty picture."

but my ability to encapsulate it in a photo
falls short of the actual experience.

but as long as I have a camera in hand, I will endeavor.

Tuesday . . .

2011-10-25T05:23:00.010-05:00

I am completely ambivalent about Tuesday.
Unlike Monday with its "Monday Monday, can't trust that day",
"Rainy Days & Mondays always get me down",
or Wednesday with its sense of hope: ' hump day', 'half way and can see the light at the end of the tunnel';
Tuesday is like the middle child - a regular 'Marsha, Marsha, Marsha' kind of day.

time well spent . . .

2011-10-24T07:46:00.010-05:00

I did it!
I actually did it!
I managed to attend a full and complete webinar.
Yeah!

I got an e-mail on Friday that a webinar was about to begin on, of all things, "Exploring The Light".
THE LIGHT
- the very thing I have been so diligently working on for months - who am I kidding, YEARS.
So in tribute to the instructor, Rick Sammon,
I tuned in, turned on, and dropped out
(of all other tasks needing to be done that is).
And it made so much sense. Though they were all using Canon equipment and I use Nikon, even when they discussed equipment adjustments, it just made sense.
Granted, I had to stop watching towards the end of the first day in order to take The Boy to TaeKwonDo, but with the wonders of 'rewatch, play back, do-over', or whatever they call it - I got to catch what I missed later in the evening. And Saturday and Sunday too.
Well worth the time.

Thank you creativeLIVE for their free webinars
and to their sponsor, B&H Photos.

Friday outtakes . . .

2011-10-21T07:24:00.006-05:00

When it comes to efficient use of computer space, the rule of thumb is to clear out "non-usable" pictures either in-camera or immediately after uploaded to the computer.

For me that is a goal, not a standard. It is so hard when those "non-usable" pictures show a side of your subject that makes you smile from ear-to-ear.

When I photograph these kids, there is a part of them that doesn't think I will actually take the picture.

I will.

I do.

and clearly the Boy is in touch with his inner-comedic side and doesn't mind.

(or is he mocking me? hum !!!)

rain and windy and cold . . .

2011-10-20T17:22:00.008-05:00

The temperatures are supposed to go back to the 60s this weekend, so hopefully after all this rain, wind, and cold weather, there will still be some leaves on the branches to photograph (cause this one is pretty lame on the scale of awesomeness).

curiouser and curiouser . . .

2011-10-18T09:57:00.007-05:00

what is on the screen?

"where?"

up there!

"where?"

looking in at us . . .

"hello!"

"interesting!"

"very interesting!"

"help me!"

"oh yea!"

I love this cat!
and no grasshoppers were injured in the filming of this post.
(but I don't recommend he visit the screen any time soon because I can't promise his safety next time.)

Food Challenge . . .

2011-10-17T20:19:00.005-05:00

I won last week's food challenge on 2 peas, so this week I got to pick the theme.
I figured I'd make it simple and flexible, so I went with "Whats For Dinner".
For us this evening it was pretty basic stuff: Fried Rice and Shrimp.

radiant . . .

2011-10-17T07:35:00.003-05:00

The hills are just starting to display some radiant colors; I only hope they do not come and go in a flash.

Autumn's Eve . . .

2011-10-16T17:50:00.007-05:00

There is something compelling about the sun setting on a beautiful Autumn day - enough to make you go back in and get the camera and take a picture of nothing.

reminder to self . . .

2011-10-15T19:25:00.002-05:00

pumpkin . . .

2011-10-14T06:15:00.003-05:00

I've lost my artificial / crafty pumpkins, but fortunately there are plenty of the real thing around.

turn on the color . . .

2011-10-13T15:08:00.004-05:00

In the next couple of weeks it should be brimming with color around here.

the skill and art of photography . . .

2011-10-11T06:35:00.007-05:00

photography, like so many outlets of artistic expression,
is viewed with a harsher eye by the creator
than by the created.

when I look at a lot of my work
I see its flaws, its cracks, its imperfections.
I opine that the lighting could be better,
the pose should have been just an inch or more the other way,
or the prop idea is all wrong.

I have to remind myself that it is a skill
that continues to develop,
and rarely goes from zero to 60 in a nanosecond,
unless you happen to be a savant,
which I am not.

So while I am struggling with finding that "golden" hour of evening natural light, I am getting closer. I have the concept down, I just have to work on the timing (travel time, placement of props, and getting my models together). Practice, practice, practice. My son keeps reminding me that I'm almost there. I love it when he is the voice of reasoning, especially when I see all the cracks, flaws, and imperfections of my work.

pre-Homecoming . . .

2011-10-10T16:51:00.005-05:00

getting a jump start on some Homecoming pictures.
(Ms. S' dress was still getting alterations)
and as a bonus for me - there were some casual pictures as well.

fun and busy times . . .

2011-10-09T11:45:00.002-05:00

tgif . . .

2011-10-07T05:17:00.006-05:00

This pretty much wraps up the pictures from my visit to Wellesley College. I know next to nothing about the church, only that Wellesley strongly supports religious freedom and seems to encourage the students to explore their faith to what ever extent they wish. It is there if they seek it, and it is perfectly fine if they choose not to.

The color streamers represent the class colors. Each incoming class is given a color from the outgoing class. 2015 is yellow.

among the clouds . . .

2011-10-06T08:47:00.004-05:00

work and study . . .

2011-10-05T06:37:00.004-05:00

both can be accomplished at the main library at Wellesley College.
The Girl considers herself fortunate to have gained employment at the Library;
not only does it provide her some income, but also a working knowledge of
all the nooks and crannies of a building
integral to her college career.

Rather conventional from the front
but open and contemporary from every other angle.

its science . . .

2011-10-04T09:46:00.013-05:00

in all its glory!

there is a saying

"never judge a book by its cover!"

truer words were never more applicable than when describing the Science Building at Wellesley College.

while there is a quirky juxtapose of contemporary architectural amid the traditional on campus -
the Science Building is in a word:

UGLY.

until you step inside.
where the former exterior was maintained
and the new was simply 'added to' and 'expanded upon' the existing structure.

once inside you are greeted with vast openness
and an abundance of light.

During our visit I did not venture too deep into the building
but did enjoy the display of fowl.

where even the chicken is presented with an air of sophistication.

Reminded me of my college days when I worked at a department store
where we were strongly encouraged to get customers to sign up for the store's credit card.
Working in the boy's department, many of my customers responded that they were 'just a housewife' - to which I corrected them and pointed out their value. For several years, the credit card applications coming from that department identified the applicant as a "domestic engineer".

I can visualize the rolled eyes in the credit department:
"another application from the boy's department again! {sigh!}"

leaving a mark . . .

2011-10-03T07:00:00.007-05:00

In an earlier post I included a photo from one of the ceremonies held at Wellesley College during the Family & Friends Weekend. It is conducted each year by the Sophomore Class, where a tree is planted and marked with an engraved stone. A lasting mark of their presence, and a symbol of their endurance, strength and growth.

It is very interesting to see what trees were planted by what classes, as well as where they were planted.

(1922)

(1899)

the best laid plans . . .

2011-10-01T18:13:00.005-05:00

of mice and men often go astray.

unlike the weather in this picture, our temperatures have taken a plunge, and the skies have peppered us with sporadic rain showers. So those plans to attend the Scott Kelby PhotoWalk this weekend may be replaced with staying indoors and watching TV or reading.

desperately seeking signs of Autumn . . .

2011-09-30T05:55:00.008-05:00

I traveled North expecting to be amazed by a fabulous display of New England Autumn foliage. The week prior to my visit, the girls had complained that it was cold enough to see their breath, cold enough for the heaters to automatically kick on in their dorms. That information, added to a campus that can best be described as "woodsie", had me almost giddy with anticipation; so it was understandable that I was a little let down when I actually had to go search for signs of Autumn. Probably in a week or so it will be in full color. Oh well!

Sister . . .

2011-09-29T05:35:00.006-05:00

Sister

You've been my sister
for many years,
We've laughed together
And shed some tears.
We've had harsh words,
And pulled some hair
But against the world
We are a terrific pair.
Our times together are very few,
I just want to say I LOVE YOU!

~ © Aspen ~

My sister joined me for the Friends & Family Weekend, traveling all the way from the West Coast to experience the splendor of New England's humidity, crazy traffic patterns, and all the nuances of a mother-daughter relationship. She tolerated my incessant whining about not dressing appropriately for the heat, the Girl's robust proclamation of being TIRED, as well as a mixture of indecisiveness versus strong opinions about a dorm room make-over. She came with camera in hand to fill in the spare moments, and rolled with the punches on participating in activities. She was, by the very definition, a good sport!

I am beyond grateful for the extent to which my sister has taken an interest in the Girl's success as a college student, and especially the love she has showed to both my children over the years.

Thank you!

looking up . . .

2011-09-28T10:27:00.004-05:00

Family & Friends . . .

2011-09-27T06:51:00.007-05:00

I am starting to feel human again after too short a visit, and too long of travel for my daughter's first Family & Friends Weekend at college. It was wonderful to see her, absolutely wonderful. And even if there were moments of angst over room re-do/adjustments and scheduling, it was just so great to see her and hug her. She is a huger.

The weather, on the other hand, was not so wonderful. Oppressive humidity with a side of perpetually gray skies, finished with a lovely mixture of rain showers. There is a rumor that it is cooler up North and warmer in the South. Lies I tell ya, bold.face.lies! When the Weather Channel said the temperatures would be around 71 degrees, I packed what I thought would be comfortable clothes. Wrong.o! I sweated like a pig going to market, like a dog heading to the vet, like a politician taking a lie-detector test. Ugh!

But not to worry, there were pictures. Lots and lots of pictures. Because visits had to be situated around the Girl's class and work schedules, the remainder of our time was spent walking the campus and taking pictures as well as observing various activities related to either 'life on campus' or 'weekend events' - I wasn't always sure which was which. There were oodles of people and dogs (didn't get any pictures of the dogs and there were some beauties). We were informed that the local community uses portions of the campus as a park so it is not uncommon for it to be very active on the weekends. Interesting, they didn't mention that in the 'come hither to college' brochure under the 'safe and secluded' section.

In any event - I was so glad to see my daughter, meet her friends, and become more familiar with her new surroundings.

time is of the essence . . .

2011-09-20T12:08:00.008-05:00

Sunday late afternoon was supposed to involve taking pictures, and not just because I wanted to, but because the Boy needed to for his class. He had in mind some portraits of his BFF from down the street, but sweet as she may be, timeliness is not her strength. The sky went from beautiful to ugly (as in, could rain any minute), back to beautiful. And still no-show from his BFF. So we ventured out for some pictures of flowers, leaves, over-sized mushrooms, and a praying mantas. Still no BFF. We had no more than got back to the house, started to upload the pictures to see what he could use when he got an IM from her. She still wanted to do pictures, is ready, and can we please still do them. PLEASE! But we're losing light. PLEASE! So we book it down the street and as you can guess, BFF is in fact not only NOT ready, but in the middle of dinner (something I had yet to get to). But she definitely wanted her pictures taken. And the sky went from gorgeous to dull to even duller. The "golden" hour or two before sunset was sifting through my hands like sand, and my constant reminder that light is critical to getting good pictures was falling on deaf ears - they both looked at me with puppy-dog eyes. PAALEASE! And how do you say no to that.

So here are some pictures - not the best, could have been better with better lighting. But we did find some new locations, and the Boy did manage to get some shots for use in his photography class.

Also, the Boy was in charge of posing the model as well as taking pictures. Once he gets the concept of lighting down, I am optimistic of his abilities to be a very good photographer.

do-over . . .

2011-09-19T06:48:00.004-05:00

My allergies struck with a vengence this weekend necessitating the use of multiple and strong antihistamines, ultimately requiring the comfort of bed. As a result, I'd like a do-over because I had so many things I wanted to accomplish - pictures being one of them. The Boy had to take some pictures for his Photography class, so we finally ventured out late last evening where the importance of proper light should have been lesson #1. I suspect after his futile efforts to get certain shots he now has a better appreciation for that topic. As for me, my challenge ranged from balancing the reflective light of the road, the transparency of the insect, and the lull of the drugs tempting me to just lay down right there in the middle of the road and take a nap. Yea, I'm thinking that might have been more humiliation than the Boy could handle in a single photography lesson.

Autumn . . .

2011-09-16T06:17:00.007-05:00

Autumn,
or as we refer to it in the US
Fall.

Cool crisp mornings, thick fog, earlier evenings.
A time for sweaters, not coats;
for football and bands,
pencils and crayons.
A time for pumpkins, mums and rust colored leaves;
chili, sauerkraut, apple dumplings, and cider.
Time to put away the lawn mower and shut off the air-conditioner.
A time of the year filled with the fragrance of fireplaces and burning leaves.
When there is a quickened urge to go places rather than linger outside of evenings.
Fall.
or
Autumn.

either way, I like it!

webs . . .

2011-09-14T04:00:00.001-05:00

“Oh what a tangled web we weave, When first we practice to deceive”.
Sir Walter Scott

Taking out the garbage I noticed a web or two this morning.
I've never actually watched a spider weave its web, though they appear to be specific in design,
and the way the dew drops fall on some of them puts me to mind of a strand of pearls.

some very active spiders, some very doomed flies.
much deception.